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Poem – Family Study 

Always when I think of you Dawn breaks above Buenos Aires and the Atlantic has the inexplicable color of your eyes. Exotic birds nest on out TV aerial until the announcer has a pearly hairdo and complete blonde smile. She … Continue reading

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To A Child – Francis Thompson

Whenas my life shall time with funeral tread The  heavy death-drum of the beaten hours, Following, sole mourner, mine own manhood dead, Poor forgot corse, where not a maid strows flowers; When I you love am no more I you … Continue reading

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